Words

Yeah, yeah I know this is a lot of poems but rest assured the next few posts are going to be more long form.

Words

Words are of many kinds 

All sorts you may find 

Some are spiteful 

Yet others are gentle to the core 


Like a bomb with a short fuse 

They are hurled and used 

To burn,maim and hurt 

Striking deep into the heart 


Like a cool breeze 

That caresses and eases 

To love,nurture and care

With words so sweet and fair 


So take care and heed 

The words you feed 

To the ears of your peers 


Lest they create fear and tears 

And fester hate and despair


                                                                    Aby


















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